Chapter 1598: Chapter 477: Cruelty (Part 3)
"And there’s one more thing, meow. He doesn’t have Bai Yi’s constitution, and I haven’t been able to merge with him.
If he tries to forcefully travel through time and alter the past, it will definitely cause immense damage to his body. I’m afraid he won’t be able to do anything for a while..."
Merge into one...
Why does that phrase sound so strange?
However, two pieces of good news came one after another, making Sakuragi Hitomi overjoyed.
She didn’t expect that Bai Yi would provide a clue at such a critical moment...
"You’ve been a great help, Bai Yi! If I’m not mistaken, the President’s Barrier is probably placed in Ye Shiyu’s home. If he needs to leave the Barrier during this time, maybe we can seize the opportunity to stop him from completing the ritual..."
Sakuragi Hitomi smiled, just about to plan her actions.
But when she turned around, she saw that Bai Yi did not look happy at all. Instead, he lowered his starry eyes, hesitating to speak.
"Bai Yi?"
"..."
Hearing this, Bai Yi lifted his eyes and quietly said,
"I haven’t finished speaking yet... that is... you all probably don’t remember now, since the timeline has changed many times because Yan Huan and I traveled back to the past..."
Bai Yi’s voice trembled slightly, for some reason bringing a sense of unease to Sakuragi Hitomi’s heart.
"At that time, because of the ring finger’s ability, we accidentally changed the accident involving his parents... for a while, his mother was by his side...
"But... later, to save me and prevent the ring finger from blowing up the entire timeline, he had to restore the timeline back to its original state, watching his parents return to their original fate...
"So I think, if the Big Thumb’s ritual is meant for him to reclaim something... maybe what he wants to reclaim is his parents, whom he missed due to repairing the timeline..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the car plummeted to freezing point.
Silence spread like a virus among the women.
After all, without what Bai Yi said, they wouldn’t even know...
That Yan Huan once faced such a cruel decision to solve the modifier and to save Bai Yi.
"Beep!!"
It wasn’t until the next second, when the car behind them honked because they hadn’t moved at the green light, that Tong Yingying snapped back to reality, released the brake, and drove forward.
"..."
Only then did the others start to breathe again, as if remembering how to breathe.
Among them, An Le’s breathing became increasingly difficult.
She clutched her chest, for some reason recalling her father’s and mother’s words regarding Yan Huan when she returned home.
That phrase might have just been something An Bang said in anger, but now, hearing Bai Yi say that Yan Huan once had the chance to save his parents but ultimately chose to give up...
An Le realized how bloody that phrase was.
"Beep..."
An Le blinked her starry eyes, and a tear uncontrollably fell.
At the same time, she lifted her eyes and, with a trembling voice, reminded,
"So... if we go to stop Xiao Huan from performing the ritual... it’s tantamount to forcing Xiao Huan to... give up his parents again?"
"..."
No one dared to respond to this question in the car.
...
...
"Crack... crack..."
At this moment, in Jinghe District, at the Ye Mansion, in Ye Shiyu’s room.
Ye Shiyu had already taken off her coat, and even her shirt lay on the floor, revealing large patches of her fair skin.
She sat on the bed hugging her knees, while behind her, Yan Huan lowered his eyes, carefully wiping the wounds on her back with a cotton ball.
Even though Ye Shiyu’s upper body was bare, at this moment, there was no hint of an intimate atmosphere.
The ointment gently brushed over Ye Shiyu’s fair skin, leaving light or deep red marks, as if a lover were licking her wounds.
"I’m sorry, Sister Shiyu..."
Yan Huan apologized countless times, and Ye Shiyu shook her head just as many times.
Actually, Yan Huan had said that she shouldn’t enter the Barrier when it’s not necessary, that he would endure it alone.
But at night, Ye Shiyu had witnessed the torment caused by the Little Thumb ritual, a fire of desire torturing Yan Huan’s mind.
He was almost completely unable to sleep and even had to resort to pain to suppress that impulse.
But it was all in vain, as the desire seemed to ignite his soul, unable to be extinguished by any other means.
If it weren’t for the Barrier, Ye Shiyu had no doubt that Xiao Huan might harm himself to death.
So...
So that Xiao Huan wouldn’t suffer like that, so he could get some temporary rest, Ye Shiyu would always break into the Barrier herself.
"More importantly, did you sleep well last night, Xiao Huan?"
Hearing Ye Shiyu’s gentle question, Yan Huan, with his face shadowed, remained silent, only gently resting his head on her shoulder.
"..."
The answer was self-evident.
Ye Shiyu opened her mouth, touched his head with some pity, and asked softly yet with utmost gentleness,
"Did you have a nightmare?"
"..."
Still no response.
But this time, he fully embraced Ye Shiyu.
Even though he hugged her from behind, Ye Shiyu touching his head felt the same as if he were burying his head in her arms to be embraced...
Ye Shiyu seemed to possess some sudden magic.
Magic that comforted everything.
"What did you dream about? Can you tell me, Xiao Huan?"
"...Mom."
"..."
Hearing this, Ye Shiyu was slightly stunned, thinking Yan Huan was calling her.
Therefore, she unprecedentedly showed a trace of shyness, her face dyed with an alluring pink.
Even with her back to Yan Huan, her eyes seemed restless, glancing left and right...
At the same time, she gently turned around to try to hold Yan Huan in her arms.
But then, Yan Huan’s voice continued,
"I dreamed that my parents weren’t taken by the dead timeline...
"I dreamed that we lived in the villa across the street, and I could see your bedroom through the window every day, and we chatted through the windows occasionally...
"I dreamed of the nineteenth birthday my mother prepared for me... but unfortunately, I hadn’t tasted the cake before I seemed to drift away from her..."
Listening to Yan Huan’s words by her ear, Ye Shiyu held him tighter in silence.
And in her arms, Yan Huan, with his face shadowed, lifted his eyes and glanced forward.
Above, the clock was ticking and steadily approaching 4:44 PM.
"Tick-tock... tick-tock..."
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